LET'S GET A DIVORCE

Chapter 3

MIA

I stretched as I opened my eyes and saw a bare chest right in front of me. His arm was wrapped around my shoulder, and he was gently stroking my hair.

“When did Nathan get so hot?”

I traced my finger across his chest, then the memory hit me.

“Nathan fucking cheated on me.”

“So if this isn’t Nathan…”

“Good morning, beautiful.”

I shot up at the unfamiliar voice and saw a man I had never seen before.

I looked under the sheets. I was completely naked. The room wasn’t mine either.

“What the fuck? What did you do to me?”

I yanked the sheet up to cover myself.

“No, princess. What did you do to me?” he said, moving closer.

I pushed him away and stood up, pulling the sheet with me. His chest was fully exposed now.

I stared at him and swallowed hard.

“I need to get out of here. Let’s just pretend this never happened.” I grabbed my clothes from the floor in a rush.

His face darkened.

“You have to take responsibility for me.”

“What? We’re both adults. Don’t be shameless.” I crossed my arms under my chest, staring at him in disbelief.

He gave a small, almost invisible smirk.

“You couldn’t have forgotten last night that easily.”

“I can’t remember,” I said, turning my face away.

He stepped closer and took hold of my arm — firm, but not enough to hurt.

“You begged me to fuck you. You promised to be mine. You even said you loved me.” Anger was clear in his voice.

“What the hell is wrong with this guy? Did I just sleep with a creep?” I twisted my arm free.

“I’m married. This was a drunk mistake. I probably thought you were my husband.”

“Divorce him,” he said coldly, his anger rising.

I scoffed and kept putting my clothes on, ignoring him.

“I feel so ashamed of myself right now.”

He watched every move I made until I walked out the door.

“Weirdo.”

The moment I stepped outside, reality hit me. Tears started falling again.

I flagged a taxi to go home. At least we could talk about the divorce.

“I thought our marriage was perfect.”

“I would have fought anyone who said Nathan would ever cheat on me.”

“Fuck these men. I’m done after wasting seven years with him.”

“I’m glad I didn’t get pregnant. It could have been so much worse.”

The image of Nathan between that woman’s legs kept replaying in my head — her satisfied smile and his shameless face.

The taxi stopped in front of the house we shared. I got out and stared at it for a few seconds before walking inside.

The second I opened the door, Nathan rushed toward me.

“Where have you been, babe? I was so worried.” He turned me around, checking for any injuries.

I just stared at him. He treated me so well that no one would ever believe he could cheat.

I tried to pull away, but he held on.

“Babe, we need to talk.”

I looked at him, but no words came out.

“I was set up. You have to believe me, please.”

I stared at him in complete disbelief.

“Set up? Oh please, Nathan. I might have been stupid enough to think you loved me, but I’m not dumb.”

“Don’t be like this. I really love you. I just… I didn’t know what came over me.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that you cheated.”

“Am I not enough for you?”

“What does she have that I don’t?” Tears spilled out even though I tried to stop them.

He reached for my face. I slapped his hand away.

“Let’s get a divorce.” My voice was flat.

He stepped back like the words had hit him physically.

“Divorce? Has it really come to this? I told you I was set up. Please trust me this once.”

I tried to leave, but he pulled me back. In seconds he was on his knees.

“You can’t leave me, Mia. Please. I promise it won’t happen again. Just one more chance.”

He must think I’m stupid. Give him another chance and he’ll just be more careful next time.

I pushed him aside and went into our bedroom. I packed everything important into one suitcase and dragged it out.

I’ll stay in a hotel for now.

Before I could reach the door, Nathan grabbed the suitcase.

“Mia, stop. We can talk this out.”

“Leave my fucking bag, you bastard!”

He still wouldn’t let go.

I shoved him hard enough that he fell, then hurried out of the house. He got up and chased after me again.

He caught up just as I stopped in front of the house.

My one-night stand was leaning against a car, looking completely at ease.

“He looks expensive.”

“Need a ride, princess?”

Nathan was right behind me.

I looked between the two of them and decided to go with him — just to get Nathan off my back for now.

“Sure.”

I walked to the car. He opened the door for me and closed it once I was inside.

I could see Nathan walking up to him, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying.

“Whatever.”

ZAMANI

“Boss?”

“What relationship do you have with my wife?”

“Call her that one more time and you won’t be able to speak again.” I’ve watched him call her that for years. I’m done with it.

“Have you been meeting my wife behind my back?”

He looked both surprised and scared.

“I wish.”

"I really wish I was at least getting together with her behind his back at least, it's better than nothing."

“Don’t worry. I’ll take very good care of her. Just learn to keep that thing between your legs under control.”

“You can’t do this just because you’re my boss or you are rich. She’s my wife, we have been in love for years and not even someone like you can stop her, and I know she’ll come back to me.” He walked off after saying those abominable words.

"It hurt me so much because I knew most of them were true

I dialed a number.

“I want Nathan in the dark basement before nightfall.”